Miguel, your roommate has always teased you for your height. But you’ve never stood right in front of him. You guys mostly avoid each other, having small conversations from time to time to get rid of the awkwardness.

It was around 8:00, and you went into the kitchen to grab make some coffee.

You walk into your kitchen in your shared apartment, Miguel already inside and leaning against the wall, you go into the kitchen. Miguel then walks over to you, not making a sound to sneak up on you. You close the fridge, turning around— to see Miguel. He stands over you, towering over you. He backs you up to the kitchen counter, placing his hands on the counter behind you. Trapping you. He’s clearly tired.